Under the cover of night, the bar was as lively as ever, filled with the clamor of the crowd, the DJ's voice, and deafening cheers... Only the thunderous sounds could suppress Zhong Tingyue's unmistakable embarrassment and awkwardness.
A short while later, Yang Meina and He Yi arrived and sat at the bar, both with ambiguous smiles on their faces, looking at this 'Best Actress' who had messed up her acting.
"I called you two here to think of a solution, not for you to laugh at me." Zhong Tingyue took a sip of her wine. Under the influence of the alcohol, she seemed less embarrassed and could tell her two best friends the whole story.
The two looked at each other and then burst into laughter.
After a while, the two stopped laughing. He Yi patted Zhong Tingyue's shoulder and comforted her, "Oh, it's okay. Your future mother-in-law is willing to play along, which means she is taking your feelings and wishes into full consideration. From this perspective, Chu Fang's mother likes you very much. Otherwise, if it were one of those vicious mothers-in-law, it would be good enough if she didn't mock you. Therefore, you should complain about her."
“I’m not complaining about my older sister… Auntie… Mother Chu Fang.” Zhong Tingyue didn’t know how to address her future mother-in-law, so she changed the way she addressed her several times. Then she said, “I’m just very embarrassed. How can I ease this awkwardness?”
Zhong Tingyue is a sensible woman.
The whole thing started because of her own shyness; she couldn't bring herself to complain about Chu Fang's mother and father at all.
She was simply thinking about how to meet him in the future, how to address him, and how to prevent this incident from damaging her image...
Yang Meina snapped her fingers at the bartender, and as he approached, she said, "Handsome, does Chu Fang have a lot of good wine stored in your bar? Bring out his best wine for me."
"Who are you?" The waiter bowed slightly.
Yang Meina said, "Call him and say my name is Yang Meina. I've taken Zhong Tingyue hostage. He has to give me the best wine, or I'll kill her."
The waiter gave a soft "ah" and then walked away. A moment later, a man in a black suit appeared, followed by the same waiter carrying several bottles of wine.
The man in the suit approached with a fawning smile: "Greetings, gentlemen. I am the bar manager. It is a great honor for you three to come to our bar, making it a truly special place. This is the wine that Young Master Chu has stored here. All your expenses at the bar tonight are on the house. Please enjoy yourselves."
The bar manager said a lot of things, and then the waiter brought out some good drinks.
"Are you three Young Master Chu's men?" the bar manager asked with a smile.
"Does Chu Fang often come to your store?" Yang Meina didn't answer, but asked in return.
"No, he's only been here a few times," the bar manager replied. "However, Young Master Chu is a VIP of our bar, a lifelong honored guest."
"That kid seems to spend money at every bar he goes to," Yang Meina complained. Then, her eyes lit up, and she suddenly remembered something. She craned her neck and asked the manager, "Manager, has Chu Fang ever tried to pick up any girls at the bar?"
Upon hearing this, both Zhong Tingyue and He Yi perked up their ears.
The bar manager was taken aback, unsure of the meaning behind the question, but then remembered Chu Shao's instructions: "Those three are my own mothers. Whatever they ask for, you must grant them. I will take responsibility."
The bar manager responded, "No, Young Master Chu and a few friends came here to have a drink and then left."
"Really? I don't believe it." Yang Meina tilted her head.
"I dare not lie."
Yang Meina waved her hand: "Alright, you can go now."
Watching the bar manager's retreating figure, Yang Meina frowned slightly: "That guy really doesn't do anything? Hey, Xiaoyue, do you think your man has some kind of physical disability? Is he in the same situation as you when you're together?"
Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes: "How would I know?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Meina and He Yi immediately turned around, staring intently at her with a... sly smile on their faces: "You two haven't... hehe..."
Smack! Smack!
Zhong Tingyue gave each of them a large bib.
The purpose of calling the two of them out tonight is to find a way to resolve the problem, not to have fun.
Yang Meina covered her head: "Solution? There's no solution. If you ask me, this is all your fault. Why were you so shy? What are you afraid of? She's just your future mother-in-law. Just openly admit your identity and tell her: I just want to sleep with your son, so what? If you had that kind of fearless spirit, things wouldn't have come to this."
“Look at Chu Fang, how generous he is. You accidentally became sisters with Chu Fang’s mother, but Chu Fang directly became brothers with your father. These days, when your father goes out, he doesn’t mention Chu Fang, but instead talks about my brother this and that.”
Yang Meina and Zhong Tingyue grew up in the same village, so her biological father naturally knew Zhong Tingyue's biological father and they got along very well.
“… …” Zhong Tingyue could only remain speechless.
Chu Fang's interpersonal skills are indeed quite impressive.
"Oh, never mind, let's get drunk and forget all our troubles. Once we're drunk, we won't think about anything anymore." Yang Meina picked up her wine glass.
Zhong Tingyue hesitated for a moment, and He Yi also picked up her wine glass: "Drink up, I've never drunk such expensive wine before."
"drink!"
... ...
Water Pool Private Room.
"that... ..."
"Young Master Chu, you've forgotten again. I am Fangfang."
"Fangfang? What a nice name!"
Chu Fang only remembered that this technician was the top performer at Shuihui, and her number was also particularly nice-sounding, number 88. He couldn't remember her name at all. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "What exactly are you women thinking?"
"Young Master Chu, what aspect are you asking about?" Fangfang asked, massaging her feet as she looked up. Her beautiful face was the white moonlight in the hearts of countless young men.
"That aspect of a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship," Chu Fang replied.
"Young Master Chu has a girlfriend." Fangfang raised an eyebrow.
“That’s right.” Chu Fang nodded. “That’s why I want to understand what you women are really thinking, so I can address the problem accordingly.”
Fangfang pursed her lips: "Then your girlfriend is really lucky."
"No, it's my good fortune," Chu Fang corrected.
"Hehe." Fangfang smiled. "The girl you like, Young Master Chu, must be one in a million. An ordinary woman like me can't think like your wife, so what I said isn't accurate."
"Just chatting idly."
"good."
Fangfang then began to tell Chu Fang about some of the thoughts of girls, while Chu Fang listened and fiddled with his phone. Suddenly, Zhong Tingyue sent him a message.
[Wang Shu: I'm not going home tonight, and don't come to the studio for the next few days.]
[Wang Shu: So annoying.JpG]
[Solo player in a dating game: Fine, I'm not going home tonight either.]
As he spoke, Chu Fang took a picture of the private room and a photo of Fangfang, and sent it to Zhong Tingyue.
[Solo Queue Player in Love: Image.JpG]
[Wang Shu: Chu Fang, I'm going to kill you!]
[Wang Shu: Angry Sanzang.JpG]
In front of the bar, Zhong Tingyue clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, saying, "You bastard!"
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